Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan suddenly felt his heart dull and painful, like the little word engraved on his heart and poked it needle by needle.

So far, he stopped asking her why she suddenly wanted to wake up.

Because Xiao Bei loves him.

Willing to go to another person for his love. It's hard for him to wait for her, but she will forget everything and she will be afraid!

He hugged her with all his strength.

But I don't think that hug is enough.

He kissed her and touched her soul.

However, it's still not enough. He wants a lot and wants to hold her like this all the time——

Spirit and flesh, love and love, may be the last time.

It should be rough, but it's as gentle as water.

Obviously gentle, but they couldn't help being rough... In the end, they couldn't tell whether it was real or unreal.

She kept crying in his arms and calling his name.

And he kept kissing her, kissing her when he loved her, kissing her when he stopped.

Every inch, every corner, and every inch of her skin were branded with his Zhang Boyan's name.

When all his strength was clean, he took her to the beach.

The dark blue sea is more mysterious at night. It looks like a devil and can swallow everything at any time.

Mo Xiaobei, wrapped in a small blanket, sat quietly in Zhang Boyan's arms and looked at the sea.

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him: "do you remember that time I made a wish on my birthday?"

Zhang Boyan hugged her and put his face close to her. "Don't say it. It won't work if you can't say it."

She leaned in his arms and said softly, "but Zhang Boyan, I've got it."

His heart hurts again.

"It's realized now and will be realized in the future, right?" She put her little hand around his waist. "We'll still be together, won't we?"

These two days, she was very sober. She didn't know whether it was because she was about to leave, so she always remembered things.

She looked at him and refused to leave for a moment.

Zhang Boyan bowed his head and kissed her lips, whispering, "yes, Beibei."

He suddenly took out a small thing from his pocket and put it in the palm of her hand. Xiaobei looked at it. It was a pair of small pearl earrings.

He put it on for her, and his voice was very light: "I can't take it with me. Xiaobei, you dropped it on Zhangyuan's sofa before, and then wear it."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes rolled down again. She hugged him fiercely: "Zhang Boyan, if you don't come to me, I'll hate you."

He hugged her tightly, his warm face touched her cold little face, and slowly warmed her.

Such a night is very sad and beautiful.

But the next day he had to leave for New York, accompanied by Lin Qian.

Zhang's mother, xiaowanzi and master Zhang all stay. Zhang Boyan can't bear to let so many people face parting.

Moreover, this is the pain of his life. He doesn't want others to see it, let alone him and Xiaobei's children.

On the special plane, Xiao Bei began to have some vague consciousness and slept soundly for more than ten hours. Zhang Boyan kept watch over her.

Knowing that he had hardly closed his eyes for two days and nights, Lin Qian came to advise: "you should have a sleep!"

Zhang Boyan's eyes were red, but he still looked at Mo Xiaobei and whispered, "I'm fine."

Lin Qian put his hand on his shoulder and breathed out a long breath: "you should always know why Xiaobei would like to. These times, which time have you seen her afraid of death? If you continue to torture yourself like this, how will Xiaobei blame you in the future? "